Also was it listened to in a different spirit, without shallow comment, with a deeper insight.

Suddenly he broke into the narrative.

He saw--keen old worldling that he was--a discrepancy.
"But," he said, "there was no one in Loango connected with the scheme who"-- he paused, touching her sleeve with a bony finger--"who sent the telegram home to young Oscard--the telegram calling him out to Jack's relief ?" "Oh," she explained lightly, "I did.

My brother was away, so there was no one else to do it, you see!" "Yes--I see." And perhaps he did.
Lady Cantourne helped them skilfully.

But there came a time when Millicent would stand it no longer, and the amiable Grubb wriggled out of the room, crushed by a too obvious dismissal.
Sir John rose at once, and when Millicent reached them they were talking of the previous evening's entertainment.
Sir John took his leave.